Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 132 The king gave her a name

"Little thing, I can't just watch you fall ill..."

Xuanyuanchen sighed softly, stretched out his slender hand, and touched Mo Xiaowan's belt tremblingly.

But as soon as he touched it, he touched her hot skin through his clothes, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"Why is your body so hot?"

After a while, he shook his arms and touched her belt again.

This time, as if he had made up his mind, Mo Xiaowan's smooth body twirled in the air and fell gorgeously under the brocade quilt on the bed, curling up into a ball. Twist.

At this time, Xuanyuanchen slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

Standing at the head of the bed, seeing the little person on the bed finally loosen his knotted brows, with a peaceful expression on his face, he gently squeezed the corner of the quilt for her, and walked out of the bedroom to close the door.

As soon as Xuanyuanchen opened the door, Uncle Lu was still waiting outside.

He raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to rest?"

"Master, this old slave has something to say."

Under Xuanyuanchen's calm eyes, Uncle Lu boldly reminded him: "My lord brought Xiaowan girl back to Yafengyuan tonight, what about the two people who are locked in the dungeon of the Eight Princes' Mansion?"

"Ok!"

The Eighth Prince snorted lightly as a response.

"This little girl is really capable of causing trouble. Originally, the master could take advantage of Ouyang Xue's poisoning to find out the spies planted by the emperor in the Eighth Prince's Mansion."

Uncle Lu looked very regretful: "Now take this little girl back to Yafengyuan. It's not easy to investigate this matter further, so as not to scare the snake, I can only find a substitute."

Xuanyuanchen was silent for a moment, then nodded, the golden silk cake was made by Mo Xiaowan, so he had to find someone to clear her suspicions for her.

"It's a bad move. In the past, the master didn't have a little girl by his side, so he was invulnerable."

Uncle Lu looked towards the direction of the bedroom with eyes filled with pity: "My lord has this little girl by his side. The monsters and monsters in the Eighth Prince's Mansion all want to attack her, but she is so innocent."

Uncle Lu has been with the Eight Kings for the longest time, he frowned slightly, and had already guessed his thoughts.

"There are too many people with different minds in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and this king is protecting her secretly, so it's impossible to guard against."

Xuanyuanchen quietly watched the torrential rain hitting the maple forest, and then turned his head to look at the half-closed door of the bedroom.

"Uncle Lu, it's good to have a shelter from the wind and rain in such a stormy weather."

How did Uncle Lu talk about protecting that little girl?

But the prince said that it was raining heavily outside, and it would be nice to have a shelter from the wind and rain.

This is really incomprehensible.

Uncle Lu was puzzled: "Master, forgive me for being stupid."

"This king intends to give Mo Xiaowan a shelter from the wind and rain."

After Xuanyuanchen finished speaking unfathomably, he glanced at Uncle Lu lightly, pointing out every word: "My lord, give Mo Xiaowan a title, this title can protect her and shelter her from wind and rain... "

Status?

Uncle Lu was dumbfounded!
The little girl is only 12 years old!

How can my master do it?

Uncle Lu's face was flushed, and he hesitated: "My lord, my lord..."

"What else does Uncle Lu want to say?"

Xuanyuanchen gave him a dissatisfied look: "It's Uncle Lu who reminded me that it's easy to hide an open spear, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow."

"That's it for now!"

Xuanyuanchen's tone was unquestionable, he flicked his sleeves to push the door of the bedroom, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and told Uncle Lu.

"Just now the king changed her clothes, she was hot, as if she had a cold. Go to the medical office and bring Qingdai to Yafeng Garden."

(End of this chapter)